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The Ticket

Overview

Show Type
Play
Age Guidance
Youth (Y)/General Audiences (G)
Genders
  • Female: 5
  • Male: 0
Playing Age
Elderly, Mature Adult, Adult
Style
Comedic
Length
Short
Time Period
Contemporary
Time/Place
A church hall, present day
Act/Scene
Act 1, Scene 3

Context

Text

Irene. "It's not just family holidays that are a fiddle, look how they price things in supermarkets, if you buy in bulk, you know, two for one etc it's a lot cheaper but it means people like me living alone pay a lot more and we pensioners are usually the ones who can least afford to pay."

Christine. "Your right, only me in the house but I still have to heat and light it just like one with a family in it."

Mary. "In fairness you pensioners get that allowance at Christmas off the government and feeding and clothing a family is not cheap but we get no extras."

Judith. "You get child allowance, how much is that a week"?

Mary. "I do get £33 a week, but you trying feeding and clothing two growing children on that."

Christine. "Try living on a State pension, now that is hard. How do they expect people to survive on £120 a week, I know I get a bit more because I have my husband's pension but I still have less than £200 a week to manage on, some of them politicians spend that much on a meal and footballers, well their wages are just appalling, they get more in a week than most people earn in a year ."

Irene. "I hope it's true what the Bible says, that it will be easier to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to get into heaven."

Christine. "I doubt it, they'll just bribe St. Peter to let them in."

Mary. "What a terrible thing to say, insinuating that St. Peter could be bribed."

Christine. "It was a joke Mary, just a joke."

Mary. "Well I don't think it was in very good taste."

Christine. (Exasperated.) "If you say so Mary."

Dorothy. "Michael says the pension is going up to £155 so we should be okay when we get to 65 or whatever age we have to be to get it, they keep changing it. In the old days I would have got mine at 60, now it's 63."

Mary. "Well how old are you now."

Dorothy. "As my Mum used to say "You never ask a lady her age."

Christine. "Well you ain't a lady, so how old are you"?

Dorothy. "Cheeky mare! I'm 61 if you must know and Michael is 63."

Christine. "So just a wee whipper snapper compared to me and Judith."

Mary. "So how old are you then"?

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